Chapter 30

Jane jogged down to her room and cracked open the door. Bo lay on his stomach on the bed, unmoving. She slowly walked up to him and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Bo…" Jane whispered, gently touching his back.

Bo jerked up like he Jane had burned him, turning to her with a scowl.

"No Jane, you're not going to smother me with your kind words and touches," He growled, moving away from her. "I am not kidding, you are not seeking Alduin."

Jane looked down, genuinely worried about his anger.

"Can we not talk about this without you glaring at me?"

"I am upset, you went behind my back and lied to me."

"I know," Jane whispered, "and I feel terrible about it. I would have told you, I just wanted Arngeir's opinion first. But Bo I had no idea he would tell me he thinks I'm Dragonborn."

Bo frowned, settling back into the bed.

"I cannot…I can't even conceive what you told me," he replied slowly.

"It's a lot, I know. I can barely begin to process what Arngeir said to me."

"Why don't you trust me?" Bo blurted out, looking at Jane.

"I trust you! Please I'm so sorry, I just wasn't sure of anything!" Jane buried her face in her hands and started to cry, she felt so shitty and wished she could take it all back.

"Jane…I just…why does it have to be you?"

Bo crawled forward and lifted Jane's chin up, wiping away the tears on her cheeks with his thumb.

"I-I told you," she hiccuped, finding it hard to breathe. "I don't t-t-think it was a coincidence you found me."

"You don't understand what it's like…"

"I embrace it Bo!" Jane cried, standing up. She really needed him to see the importance of it all, the greater picture; she knew what would happen if Alduin wasn't stopped.

"For once Bo, I beg of you…look beyond what is our own little world! I know it is hard for you, and to find out that I might be Dragonborn as well puts even more stress onto you…but this isn't about us! I am still your Jane," she whispered the last part quietly, reaching up to stroke Bo's cheek. "All that will change is that I can speak another language, one that can do damage. I will be seeking Alduin," she continued firmly, staring at Bo with her stormy grey eyes. "And I don't know when it will happen but when it does…with or without you." Jane took a deep shuddering breath, the dull throb of a headache beginning to form in her temples. "I would rather it be with you."

Bo mulled over her words, trying to see through a different perspective. In the end he knew she was right, it wasn't about him. If Skyrim was truly in danger, he needed to think about all the people who lived in it and stop acting so selfish because he was stuck in his own world.

"You're right," he replied, looking up at Jane, who was gingerly rubbing her temple. "I have been selfish."

"I have been selfish too Bo, but you and I both love Skyrim; we can't let anything happen to it. We have a chance to change the course of the World, so lets start working together okay? It's okay to lean on me, and to let me know when you are not feeling strong. I will be here for you, to support you; for us to support each other."

Bo pulled Jane down into his lap, careful of her shoulder, and held her close.

"I don't want to cry anymore, I want to be strong like you think I can be."

"Bo you're so much stronger than you know," Jane kissed his forehead, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You will realize that one day."

"I am sorry for getting so angry…"

"It's okay, you do not have to apologize for your emotions, it's just another reminder you're alive, and can feel. I would have been concerned if you hadn't reacted a little bit upset."

Bo tilted Jane's head so he could reach her lips, and fiercely kissed her, pouring all his emotions into it. Jane tightened her arms around him and kissed him back, and their mouths opened slightly; she took a stab at being bold, running her tongue along his lower lip. The sensation caused quite a stir in Bo, and a throaty growl escaped him, urging Jane to continue, the taste of him something indescribable but sweet, and she gently parted his mouth open more.

French kissing for the first time was interesting, and very interesting with an Orc to say the least. His teeth were sharp, nothing like humans, and Jane had been worried they might cut her. But he seemed to have control over it, and she barely noticed them as her mind clouded over with lust. The explosions of pleasure going off in her body excited her, so she pushed Bo back onto the bed and kissed his neck, trailing down towards his collarbone and then back up to capture his eager lips.

When she felt something hard pressing against her inner thigh Bo suddenly tensed, and pushed Jane back. He scrambled out from under her and tucked his legs up.

"What's wrong Bo?" Jane asked breathlessly, resting her hands on her knees and sitting back.

"I…I am excited…" he replied timidly, and Jane could see his cheeks discolor as he blushed.

"Oh." Jane realized he had gotten an erection, but didn't understand why he was embarrassed.

"Are you embarrassed?" She asked softly.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I…don't know…I guess I'm just… We were only kissing…"

"That's how it all starts Bo," Jane replied, crawling closer to him. She smoothed his hair back and lifted his chin up, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

"You shouldn't feel embarrassed for feeling…aroused. I take that as a compliment." Jane smiled, reaching up to stroke Bo's white tusk. "I would be worried if you weren't attracted to me."

"I-I am very attracted to you. I have never felt this way before, towards any woman."

"You have never lusted over a woman? No female Orsimer?"

"Once or twice..."

"I know this is very foreign territory, then. But whatever you're feeling, it's okay. I feel the same way Bo…"

"You are attracted to me?" The look of surprise on his face saddened Jane. This man had never knew what it felt like to be loved by someone besides his parents, and she knew he found it hard to believe her.

"Of course I am Bo, that's why people start relationships, because they're attracted and want to be with each other."

"And this…arousal…how do couples deal with it?"

"Do you know what sex is Bo?"

"Yes…though I cannot speak from experience."

"You know Nazgurat visited brothels in the past, that's one way to have sex. Others have sex with someone they love, or sometimes not, it depends on the situation."

"What do you mean?"

"Some people have sex with another person without being in love, and that's okay too."

"Oh."

"Do you…" Jane rubbed her neck, trying to think of the best way to approach the subject. "Do you pleasure yourself sometimes?"

Bo's face flushed, and he looked away, feeling embarrassed again.

"Yes…"

"When? What do you think about?"

"I-in the past, no one in particular."

"And recently?"

"You…."

"What were we doing in your thoughts?"

"You know what," he replied quickly, staring intently at his hands.

"I know, Bo, but I want you to feel comfortable with being intimate with me. I'm not going to try and have sex with you; I know neither of us is ready. But I at least want to try and be comfortable enough with each other to talk about it."

Jane reached up and gently eased Bo to lie down, pushing his shoulder so he lay on his back. Then she lay down on her back beside him, not touching him.

"Are you okay with telling me that? Or is it too much?"

"No…" Bo let out a shaky breath, his heart racing. "Once it happened when you…it was when you went to the dinner party in Windhelm."

"How did it happen?"

"You were…so beautiful in that dress. And when you leaned down to kiss my cheek…" Bo swallowed hard, feeling the familiar stirrings of his arousal, and remembering very vividly that night in Windhelm. "I could see the whites of your breasts, and it aroused me." Bo reached beside him and pulled the blanket over him, which had fallen to the floor at some point.

"So you…after I left…" Jane couldn't help but smile a little at what Bo had told her, she liked knowing Bo was attracted her right from the start, like she had been to him.

"I went up to our room and pleasured myself. Then I drank a lot more than usual while you were away, to keep my mind off of you and Ulfric."

"What did you think about when…?"

"I…" Bo sighed. He wished to talk to Jane about everything but he also wanted to keep his thoughts of her to himself, and how he thought of doing such impure things to his Jane...

"We, uh, had sex."

"That's all?"

"Yes, it did not last long…" Bo felt his face getting warm again, and he rubbed his cheek nervously.

"Is it so bad, to talk to me about this?"

"I suppose not, I-I'm not really sure."

"You do not wish to share these thoughts with me?"

"I feel…ashamed…that I think about you that way…"

"Why?" Jane was confused, being attracted to someone and thinking about loving him or her was completely normal.

"Because it's you… my Jane. You are…so pure."

"Pure?" Jane snorted, turning her head to look at the Orsimer. "You would not think me pure if you know what I thought about you sometimes."

"You think of me in that way?" He was once again surprised, and Jane chuckled quietly.

"Of course I do! Bo the morning after when we were leaving Kynesgrove and you were wearing your tight leather armor? I thought to myself I had never seen such a nicer ass than yours before!"

Bo turned to look at her, his eyes widening, and then he began to laugh.

"Oh Jane, I can't believe you just said that," he gasped. His face looked so pleasant when he laughed, his grin wide and sweet. He was more visibly more relaxed now, and Jane smiled cheekily at him.

"It's true! I can tell you how you make me feel, how much I want you…" Jane reached over and clasped Bo's hand, squeezing it tightly. "You said once you can't please me, but that is not so. You do please me, and you can please me even more if you wanted to, I sure as hell wouldn't stop you."

Bo looked away, feeling his stomach lurch as a ripple of lust began to creep it's way back up, having heard Jane tell him she wanted him to please her; he could barely think straight.

"Take it easy Bo," Jane murmured, rolling onto her side. She sidled up to the Orsimer and laid her head down on his chest, rubbing his shoulder soothingly. "You act like you are expecting me to rape you or something."

"I don't think… that's not…" he spluttered.

"I'm kidding! Seriously," Jane nuzzled his neck, and he reluctantly wrapped his arms around her, his arousal still present.

"I will wait for as long as it takes for you to be ready," she whispered, leaning up to kiss just under his collarbone. "Don't ever feel pressured Bo, I am pretty patient for the most part."

"You seem so sure of yourself, I wish I could say the same."

"We're all different, I understand relationships better than you do, it's something I've always yearned for."

"I am your first, truly?"

"Truly." Jane sighed, pressing her cheek against his chest. She could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a sound she loved to listen to.

"You deserve someone who knows how to treat you."

"Never say that again," she reprimanded, lightly smacking his chest. "You treat me well, I am happy. You do not abuse me, or speak rudely to me. You do not force me to do something I don't want to do. I couldn't ask for a better man than you Bo. I…I think I'm falling in love with you." Jane closed her eyes, holding her breath. She waited several painfully slow moments, her thoughts screaming at her that he did not feel the same way and would reject her.

"I am positive that I am falling in love with you Jane, that much I can say with confidence."

Jane breathed out, and tightened her arms around Bo, feeling a few tears escape her eyes.

"It means the world to me to hear that."